How I'm achng for you
when the stars come out at night
A military daughter
was never quite the life
I ever really wanted
to build o'er all this time.
And now I cannot see you
and I'm lonely every night.
I miss the celebrations,
the new joys of your life.
And so I rest with hope
that I'll see you again in time.
Friday, November 25, 2011
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